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           Letushelpyou!MissSinger,youhaveeveryreasontolive!Justletusin,Marla,andwecanhelpyouwithyourproblems!" 

           MarlaandTylerrushedoutintothestreet. TylergotMarlaintoacab,andhighupontheeighthfloorofthehotel,TylercouldseeshadowsmovingbackandforthacrossthewindowsofMarla’sroom. 

           Outonthefreewaywithallthelightsandtheothercars,sixlanesoftrafficracingtowardthevanishingpoint,MarlatellsTylerhehastokeepherupallnight. IfMarlaeverfallsasleep,she’lldie. 

           AlotofpeoplewantedMarladead,shetoldTyler. Thesepeoplewerealreadydeadandontheotherside,andatnighttheycalledonthetelephone. Marlawouldgotobarsandhearthebartendercallinghername,andwhenshetookthecall,thelinewasdead. 

           TylerandMarla,theywereupalmostallnightintheroomnexttomine. WhenTylerwokeup,MarlahaddisappearedbacktotheRegentHotel. 

           ItellTyler,MarlaSingerdoesn’tneedalover,sheneedsacaseworker. 

           Tylersays,"Don’tcallthislove." 

           Longstoryshort,nowMarla’souttoruinanotherpartofmylife. Eversincecollege,Imakefriends. Theygetmarried. Ilosefriends. 

           Fine. 

           Neat,Isay. 

           Tylerasks,isthisaproblemforme? 

           IamJoe’sClenchingBowels.